It's not polite to stare. Unless you're looking at Sofia Richie, in which case it's necessary. Call it the Instagram effect. Sofia is the embodiment of the can't-look-away, cool-girl algorithm: glowy golden-hour skin × high-fashion athleisure + MTV Cribs–level, you-fancy-huh? backdrops ÷ comments like "Last night 🌹." If you've never scrolled so far back on @SofiaRichie that you find yourself deep into a 2017 trip to Tokyo, ignoring your own 2020 in definitely-not-Tokyo, who even are you?
The IRL Sofia is less glossy, more understated sparkly. But just as relentlessly stare-able. Even when she's in the kitchen of her Hidden Hills home, making herself a matcha ("If I drink coffee, I'll have an anxiety attack"), fresh from a shower in pink FreeCity sweats, pink barrettes anchoring the center part in her still-wet hair. She's also sharper, funnier, and more self-aware than you'd expect, but we'll get to all that after we talk about the house. You need to know about the house.
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